BARRISTER MANLIONE
Swinging from rooftops of antlers.
I know I've been here before. It
was 16th century stuff back then
considered so modern when. The
laws of the Lords' bewigged, and
the lands of the King enthroned.
You could die for merely killing
a deer of the royal herd; yet the
cries of hunger were all we heard.
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